Hoshor Plains drag race

She did not understand his question, nor did she attempt to. Tomahawk was not an entirely stupid creature, and she caught on that he had no particular reason to be happy in her presence. Or he simply did not comprehend the reason. Whatever the case was, Tomahawk felt no need to inquire further. He draped his head across her abdomen, and she spoke again. "They will be here before the moon completes another cycle." It would be less than a month before her gifts were ready for the Khal. She still believed that Rakharo intended to kill the hybrids (and actually, all of them, as far as he knew). "Does the Khal still wish to end the life of your children?" she asked. It was of little concern to her, but it seemed to be important to Lavakho, who had invested time and energy into keeping her well-fed.